Who'll walk me
down to church when I'm
sixty years of
age
When the
ragged dog they gave me has been
ten years in the
grave
And señorita
play
guitar,
play it just for
you
My
rosary has broken and my
beads have all slipped
through
You've hung up your great coat and you've laid down your gun
You know the war you fought in wasn't too much fun
And the future you're giving me holds nothing for a gun
I've no wish to be living sixty years on
Yes I'll sit with you and talk let your eyes relive again
I know my vintage prayers would be very much the same
And Magdalena plays the organ, plays it just for you
Your choral lamp that burns so low when you are passing through
And the future you're
giving me holds
nothing for a
gun
I've no wish to be living
sixty
years
on